white wolf Ghost

Joined: 07 Jul 2009 Posts: 105
Location: wilts
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 6:36 pm Post subject: The park |
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The man in the park walks his dog.
Night and day he walks this way
Shufflles along coller to the wind.
He takes for granted the flowers planted
He fails to see the tall oak tree.
The call of the birds
The buzz of the bee
The magpies chatter
It does not matter.
It does not astound him
For he cannot see
The beauty that surounds him.
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